By Alan Scherstuhl April 17, 2013

Turns out, Ricky Jay is one of those guys who has to sit in the restaurant with his back to the wall. That's not just because the sleight-of-hand master and historian of magic is—as interviewees in this new doc attest—a cantankerous sort who is thick with the great card-sharps of the age. It's also because, for all his onstage triumphs, Jay, like the great Max Malini, prizes the impromptu deception—the apparently spontaneous performance of a miracle—as his art's finest... More >>>